Wednesday 19 November 2014

                                              distant beauty..

time:11am
location:India

It was six in the morning..I shrugged myself off the deep slumber..I had a dream,a distinct amalgamation of my past and present,mixture of pleasure and pain.I looked outside the tainted window..faint flickering lights..what is it?I thought to myself?Is it still dark?I tossed my head,twirled my unending curls,and opened my eyes:wider.The beauty of dawn,is all I could see.Behind the cold iron bars,I longed to fling open the windows and embrace the warmth of a bright new day.But alas!I was imprisoned.Imprisoned in the world,I never wanted to be in:the dark lanes of drudgery and pain.
beauty of dreams
Tears trickled down,the moist warm tears,down my cold swollen cheeks.I was overcome by my feelings on the wintery morning,faraway in the distant hills,in the land of mearge humanity.The dream,I remembered.What was it about?I asked myself,as if expecting my soul to break free and reveal to me.I tried hard to recollect.

It was 2013..Summer evening,just after dusk,I was alone ,waiting for the last evening train to my destination.I waited..no whistle,no sound of breeze..absolute silence engulfed the solitary station..It was beginning to get darker.I feared,I would be late.Just as I was about to give up,I heard footsteps.I looked up.There at a distance,was a young man,fast paced walking towards the station.As i was lost in my thoughts,he came up to me ,his words broke the silent spell I was lost in on this summer evening.He asked,has the train left?.Yes,I said.I could see his expressions of joy change into sorrow.His deep masculine voice had a mersmerizing effect on me.He asked,where can I put up for the night?We are miles away from town,I said.We can put up at the station masters'.Tired and dissapointed,we pulled our luggages towards the station masters'  tiled room.


visualise the positive through
the negative
Ting tong!the bell rang!The station master walked out wrapped in a shawl.What is it?He enquired puzzled.We narrated our plight and requested him to let us lodge for the night.He readily agreed.
After a cold refreshing shower,I joined the station master along with the young man.Vyas,the young computer engineer form States.Time passed by.In an hour long conversation I realized,we have more in common.Contented and happy,I took to bed after dinner.


Next morning,we bade the old man goodbye and headed for our destination.In the hour long journey,Vyas narrated to me the story of his life.I listened amazed.Tears of happiness rolled down my cheeks,as I rejoiced at the thought of his victory after ten long years of struggle.Our destination neared.We quickly bade goodbye.

Few months later..
an intense feeling of anger and frustration occupied my mind at the piling of the workload.i turned my computer;Hi!the message beeped on the social networking site.Vyas!it is.Woah!I quickly typed a hi!...That is how our friendship began..For months,days and nights,we stayed connected to each other cupid struck.We shared every moments of our life.The good days have come,I thought to myself.


Who knew then,life would come to a standstill.It was the same winter morning,a year back.My phone rang!Vyas had met with an accident.Pain engulfed my heart.I didnot know how to react.I wanted to cry.I hurridedly darted out of my home to meet him.My phone rang again.This time,it was his mom,weeping uncontrollably.Vyas,was no more.The world around me went dark.Maybe I fainted.I regained conciousness at the city hospital the next day.My friends were around me.I wanted to cry,yet I couldnot.I had turned into a stoic.Life changed thereafter..


It was the same dawn,the same day,a year later.I dreamt of Vyas,our goodtimes and bad.Pain engulfed my heart.I wanted to break free.I cried uncontrollably ,the first time.The emptiness ,unrequited love,resonating memories,haunted me..


Winter,since then,has become a part of me...





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